To awake one's dead soul

Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. They belong to Fox.

AuthorNote: This is going to be a long process, while in the midst of writing my other fics, I felt this was coming..

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Chapter 1.

He walked down the streets of downtown Chicago, body slumping as he took each step and even though it was 10pm at night he wore his cap and glasses.

The reason for this? To hide the sadness and tears that are pouring down his face. It wasn't that he cared if anyone saw he was crying but the fact that he didn't want the attention and having being asked what was wrong. There was no way in hell he was going to tell a single stranger what was going on in his head less alone his heart when he couldn't even admit it to himself.

She is dead. How can she be? This can't be real.

Thoughts of her swarmed his head, his heart and it was killing him.

Michael Scofield, structural engineer and mastermind of the worldwide known escape plan broken because of a girl.

No. Not a girl, a woman and not just any woman.

Sara

Even at the thought of her name and the memories that came with it was paining him in every definition of the emotion.

Walking by one of those electrical stores he notices a bulletin on one of the televisions

"Sara Tancredi - Scofield was gunned down outside Chicago memorial On Tuesday. No word on the investigation, Police also enquiring on Husband for a line of questioning surrounding her death."

He had enough and scoffed at the last line.

"Line of questioning, right."

He took a few steps backwards and took off in the direction of their apartment, needing to be near her .. Anything a smell, a familiarity that would make him feel somewhat better.

Although he knew deep down that nothing he did would ever make things better again. Unless there was some miracle out there where Sara could come back to him and the past week never existed.

Walking up the stairs he could remember Sara running down them to her car that day, the sun was shining her laughter was happy and content as if everything as right in the world.

His only wish was that he could have kissed her goodbye before she left for work, but they had a late night and she was already out the door when he woke.

His attempt to yell out to her was taken away from him when she drove off not realizing that it would be the last time she drove to work, away from her life and her adoringly husband who loved her deeply.

Michael turned his key in the keyhole and pushed open the door.

Walking inside he couldn't have imagined that his heart would break anymore than it was already.

There were pictures, memories and love in this apartment everywhere he turned.

xxFlashbackxx

"Michael ohh Michael where are you?" Her voice calling out to him teasingly knowing full well where he was.

"You seek and you'll find" He yelled back.

Sara ran to the bedroom and found him on their bed, rose petals spread out along the bedspread and a single rose in between his teeth.

She smiled at how cute and sexy he looked with that trying to act innocent look upon his face.

"Aww Michael, you are such a romantic. Have I told you have much I love you lately?"

Taking the rose from his mouth he offered it to her, and she took it and put it behind her right ear.

"Well I try" He smirks at her, just like he did that day years ago at Fox River during the riot.

"Still using that line I see" Sara was just teasing him but that's the thing with them, they can do so and they both love every moment of it.

"Still works I see" He laughs a little at seeing her blush for a second, although it was a quick moment he knew she loved getting compliments.

"Come here"

He bent forward taking her hand in his , pulling her down on the bed. Taking her face in his hands and staring into those beautiful eyes he watched her as she melted in his arms .

That is when he pressed his lips onto hers and waiting for that moan he knew was coming, he slid a hand around her thin waist bringing her closer so that they were body on body skin on skin.

The kiss went from sweet and sensual to passionate and demanding. Their hands roamed each other, their lips and tongues devouring each scent each taste like it was the last.

Sara pulled away from him for a moment.

"Michael, you do know that I love you right?" She suddenly became very serious and looked at him deeply.

He didn't understand where this was coming from but knew from experience that it was better to not debate when she was in this mood so he just nodded and kissed her forehead.

"Of course I do, and I love you" He replied back to her in the most loving tone.

She then bit down on her bottom lip before continuing, this is the one thing that had him confused because it was very unlike Sara.

"Good because if anything ever happened to me, I just want you to know that your everything I ever wanted and needed. And please remember everything I do, I do for you"

It sounded like a love song lyric and not something she would usually say even in the most seriousness of moods.

Xx end of flashback xx

Feeling his knees giving way, he drops to the floor in agony. Thinking the pain would subside once he felt close to her , well he was dead wrong because it was worse.

But Michael couldn't leave the only place that he felt safe, no matter how haunting and painful reliving the memories were it was his only link to her.

"Oh Sara" Crying out her name as he places his hands over his face crouching on the floor with a now picture of Sara and himself when they vacationed in Hawaii the summer before.

"Why did you leave me!" The anger in his voice grew as did the pain inside him.

This wasn't how it was meant to be. Their life was not meant to turn out this way, she was meant to be here and they were meant to be planning a family and him telling her the plans for their dream house.

But now everything is gone, everything is wrecked and nothing he could do would fix it.

His shirt was torn from him clawing at it and soaked wet with the tears that bawled down his face.